Aya-und-Wolf

You’ve managed yourself around and over the top of monumental obstacles,

And more there could be, but understand that what ever you’ve now landed yourself in,

Disregarding where you’re now in the midst of and about to confront,

That it is just the place you want to be.  Let there be peace in your chest,

And let breath escape you slowly, fully and coolly, you are in good hands

This shadow you feel, should it all be real, has been your incarceration for long enough standing

But you should remember merely to breathe, and let those tears proceed to sharpen your sight,

This I do mean for your tears have cleared your scope such as to grant you so exponentially more

Of the Fields of the Lord, that your clairvoyance has rendered you elevated and soaring

Above the rest of us

This dilapidation of which you are so convinced, you would not leave if the door stood open before

You, would not condemn it for all the ecstasy in the world, it has taught you too much

And that storefront to the World in Love looks now like so much thin ice

I ask you don’t turn from the awaiting course, learn to swim in these unfriendly tides until the

Odd New Romance of this Fallen Atmosphere meets your hands and raises your wearisome weight

Be patient and be glad this Romance is Real and it pines for you, already